While groping, Dudian once again touched the body of the rickety old man.
It was wet and sticky, like a thigh or an arm, rolled up by the wrinkled and tattered robe.
He squeezed it, and it was extremely hard.
He expected that it was probably the items that the other party brought with him.
He immediately opened the cloth and took out those items.
It felt cold to the touch.
He raised it up and used the starlight to illuminate it.
He could barely see clearly that it was actually a fire sickle.
He was pleasantly surprised and immediately rubbed the fire sickle to light the tinder.
Soon, a weak firelight illuminated the darkness.
With the help of the firelight, he immediately saw the things in front of him clearly.
His face turned pale at this sight, and he saw that the part he had been groping before was the shoulder of the rickety old man.
At this moment, the arm was broken at the elbow, and the ribs on the inner chest were burnt black and blurry.
Dudian's heart was beating wildly, and he was a little nervous.
He was afraid that the other party would pounce in vain.
After repeatedly confirming that the other party's chest was not rising and falling, he quietly breathed a sigh of relief, then found some scattered papers on the ground and ignited them.
At the same time, he burned several pieces of exploded cloth.
Throw it on and burn it.
As the fire grew stronger, Dudian immediately saw clearly the appearance of the secret room after the explosion.
The previous experimental workbench and various purification equipment all fell to the ground, almost all of them were damaged, and many things were submerged by the collapsed sand. , he took a closer look and immediately found the previous crossbow, but the string of this crossbow had been disconnected and the bow body was broken.
It was obviously no longer usable.
Du Di'an felt a little distressed and could only give up.
He was about to burn the place with a fire when he suddenly saw several books next to the fire.
The top one had Alchemical Theory of Life on the cover.
Du Di'an felt moved and stepped forward to pick it up.
In addition to the Alchemical Theory of Life at the top, there were several books below, all of which were books from the "Life" Alchemy School.
But sandwiched between one of them was a small manual.
He opened it and looked at the name.
It was handwritten with a quill pen.
"Alchemy Notes" Du Di'an was a little surprised.
He looked at the contents and found that it was the alchemy diary of this rickety old man.
"Jubi calendar year 287, black snow season."
"Today's experiment went smoothly.
Sure enough, to create life, humans still have to be used as experimental subjects.
What a perfect material."
Dudian flipped through it.
There were some experimental process records and other events on it.
He didn't read it in detail.
After thinking about it, he put the alchemy notes into his chest.
As for the alchemical life theory and other books, he briefly read it.
Although the name is very fancy, it feels similar to elementary biology.
Although he has never studied biology, at least it is the common sense of modern people that has been infiltrated into their hearts since childhood, and he can roughly judge it.
He didn't bring them with him.
These books were too thick to hide and easily exposed.
Judging from the behavior of this rickety old man, alchemy probably does not have a good reputation in this world, otherwise he would not hide in this uninhabited desert to conduct experiments secretly.
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Dudian tore open the books and threw them on the flames, and the fire started.
He threw the remaining books on the body of the rickety old man, then found the oil can that had fallen on the ground, and poured the kerosene inside on the body of the rickety old man.
On the corpse and everywhere in the secret room, he had calmed down a lot at this moment.
The first thing that came to his mind was to destroy the corpse and eliminate traces.
When the fire spread, Dudian climbed up the wooden ladder that had rolled down earlier.
The wooden ladder was far away and was not broken.
He pushed the wooden board above his head with great effort, climbed out, and looked back. , from the collapsed gap, he could vaguely see the firelight reflected, and he suddenly felt a trace of melancholy in his heart.
He sighed, turned around, and ran along the original road.
When they returned to the previous place, there were only a few scattered sparks in the burning fire pit, but there were no Macon trio around.
Du Di'an was startled.
He didn't bother to sit down and rest.
He dragged his exhausted body and searched everywhere on the ground.
He soon saw the traces of dragging and immediately followed the traces of sand.
However, he saw a black shadow moving in the distance.
His heart tightened and he touched it quietly.
After getting closer, Dudian saw that it was Zach who was dragging Macon and Sham.
"He is not unconscious."
Dudian was startled, and then thought that Zachi had always been cautious, and he was probably pretending to be dead like himself.
However, he pretended to be dead and escaped, but he almost lost his life.
Seeing Zhaqi dragging Sham and Macon with difficulty, Dudian felt slightly warm in his heart.
He rolled the Alchemy Notes on his trouser legs, tied them with a cloth belt, and walked out.
"Who?"
Zach was startled when he heard the noise, let go of Shamu and Macon, and nervously bent over to grab two handfuls of sand.
"It's me."
Dudian appeared.
Zhaqi was shocked when he heard Dudian's voice, and said in surprise: "You're back, are you okay?
That monster didn't do anything to you, right?"
Hearing this, Dudian immediately knew that he should have secretly seen the battle between himself and the rickety old man before, saw the other's mutated shoulders, and said: "It's okay, I ran away by luck, let's get out of here quickly, so as not to be chased again."
Come."
After saying that, he grabbed Macon's arm and saw that he was still breathing.
He immediately knew that the green mist was not a fatal poison, and he felt relieved.
Zachi's face turned pale and he couldn't help but look behind Dudian, as if there was a monster staring in the darkness.
He shuddered, grabbed Sham, and said hurriedly: "Run quickly, don't get caught up."
After finishing, he quickly dragged Shamu forward.
Dudian dragged Zhaqi and followed him.
Obviously he couldn't stay in this place with ample water.
Although the rickety old man was dead, there was no guarantee that no other alchemists would come.
He sighed in his heart and had to continue.
Looking for water sources, hoping that the next water source point will not encounter these alchemists who refuse to be bound by the law again.
Half an hour later.
Several black figures appeared above the rickety old man's secret room.
One of the short black figures took out a fire sickle, lit a hooded oil lamp, and looked down through the collapsed gap by the light of the fire.
He immediately saw the secret room that was burned to a mess.
"Has been killed."
One of the graceful figures seemed to have seen something, and the silver bell-like voice was full of coldness, saying: "Destroy the corpses, destroy the traces, and burn down the dens.
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It seems that they don't want us to trace any clues."
"Such ruthless methods are probably done by other devil apostles.
These beasts will not be spared by our own people," another burly figure said gloomily.
The short black shadow from before said: "These alchemists have already sold their souls to the devil.
They will do anything to get the power of the devil.
Killing each other is nothing.
However, they should not fight for no reason.
I think, very soon.
Maybe it’s a fight over something, if only we’d come here earlier.”
"You see, this place seems to have been instantly destroyed by some terrifying force."
The graceful figure from before pointed to the burned-out secret room and the collapsed gap, and said: "It seems that these alchemists have gained terrifying demonic power again
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